Too much sun, too much hiking and not enough water meant I was in rough shape last night. This morning C insisted that I had to have breakfast in bed. She served me orange juice and heart shaped peanut butter and jam sandwiches. She said she got the idea from a Corduroy show. Breakfast was finished with a big hug from C who said she made me breakfast in bed to make me feel better.
Shash has tagged me. When I read her blog the other day and saw that she was tagged...I knew before I reached the end of her post that she was going to tag me. At first I thought...I don't have any quirks...but as the day wore on, quirk after quirk kept coming to mind. So I thought I'd better do this post sooner than later...otherwise my list of quirks will greatly exceed the number requested.
Here are the rules...
1. Link the person(s) who tagged me
2. Mention the rules on my blog
3. Tell about six unspectacular quirks of mine
4. Tag six fellow blogger's by linking them
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.
So here Shash is what you've been waiting for...6 quirks.
1. I drink orange juice when eating spaghetti. Growing up, my mom made us drink milk with our lunch and orange juice with our supper. Certain foods trigger a craving for orange juice...spaghetti is one of them.
2. I put potato chips in my sandwiches. I like the crunch.
3. I would rather not watch a movie at all than to start watching it partway through.
4. I don’t carry a purse. I'd feel like an old lady if I carried a purse. If I can’t fit my wallet in my coat pocket…I’ll carry it or just pull the necessary cards out and stick them in my pocket.
5. I love cereal and have eaten it for snacks and supper many times.
6. I can sit cross legged and hop up on my knees and walk while keeping my legs crossed.
So who do I tag…lets see…I’ll tag…
Redheads…because she has not posted in almost a year.
Max…because he shares a blog with Redhead so why not get him to post some quirks too.
Ang…because I know she has lots of quirks….like dry shaving.
Amanda…to see if she’ll post on her blogging break.
Ruth...cause I just realized the rules say "person(s)" so I can tag someone that Shash tagged.
Hmmm...This is difficult...I don't have a lot of people who I know haven't already done this. So, I'll break a rule and only list 5 and look for a volunteer for the 6th. Any takers?
"C, eat your crusts."
"I don't like them."
"If you want dessert, you need to eat your crusts."
A few minutes later...
"I prayed and asked Jesus and he told me to not eat my crusts."
"Eat your crusts."
"Jesus says to not eat my crusts. The devil says to eat them. Do you want me to listen to Jesus or the devil?"
Over the last few months, C and I have been creating home-made blank cards. We have a small suitcase full of scrap booking paper, embellishments, glue, tape, stickers and scissors that we take to the hospital so that we can set up production in my mom's room. C loves crafts and making cards helps to pass the time during these many visits.
This activity was a learning experience for me. I can be a perfectionist...so when it came to making cards, it was difficult at first for me to let C flourish in her own creations. I was concerned about wasting supplies, using items I needed, or making cards that would have no use. She got upset when I didn't use her ideas and I quickly realized that I had taken the fun out of the activity. I knew I needed to change. I gave her her own cards and paper and told her to do whatever she wanted. The speed with which she put together an orange card with metallic balloon and heart sequins and big green maple leaf gems on it, I was sure she'd complete all her cards before I finished even one. But over time, I saw her creativity and confidence grow as she moved from random designs to imitating my card designs to designing her own ideas. Here is a picture of the I'll-miss-you cards she created and gave to her friends on the last day of school. I was very impressed with them.
Here are some of the other cards we have created. C suggested the snowman as a card design. She drew a picture of a snowman, and then I cut out coloured paper to match the shapes she had drawn.
"Mommy, why did you choose to marry daddy?"
"Why are you asking? Do you think I should have married someone else?"
"No. I just want to know...why did you choose to marry daddy? Because you liked him?"
"Yes."
"I like him too. I think you made a good choice for a daddy!"
C drew this picture in church on Sunday. This is the first picture I've seen her draw with this level of detail and I was quite impressed with how she sounded out the animal names. She has really progressed, over the last year, in drawing, colouring and writing/sounding out words.
I asked her who the 2 people were in the picture. I expected her to say "Daddy and me"...but instead I was told..."It's Rowan and me". This is a boy from daycare that she's told us she's going to marry.
